Title: The Pen Is Mightier Than The... Sword?

Fandom: L&O: SVU

Pairing: Alex/Olivia

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: They belong to Dick Wolf, not me. *sad face*

Rating: MA +++

Dedication: For Emerald Eyes and Rae's Mistress... And Sez for sharing her toys

AN: 1821 and Rae are back with a sequel to 'The Bet'. It's basically crackfic and smut, so be prepared.

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The Pen Is Mightier Than The... Sword?

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Chapter One:

On most weekday evenings, Alex Cabot could be found in her office drafting motions, researching case law, and outlining her opening and closing statements for court. Unfortunately, some of her work still needed to be drafted by hand, but her faithful laptop was an ever-present feature while she completed her paperwork.

Today, however, was different. Alex Cabot was taking a well-deserved break from motions, case law, and oral arguments. One of her side-projects had distracted her, and now it was taking up her full attention.

"Hmm," she muttered to herself as she tapped her fingers restlessly against the keys of her laptop, not actually pressing any. She rolled her index fingers over the bars that marked the 'f' and 'j' keys, considering her options. "'The detective wrapped her lover in 'strong' arms' sounds a little too masculine..." Deleting the last few words, she replaced 'strong' with 'powerful' and moved on to the next sentence.

A few minutes later, she finished her spot-proof of the file sent to her and stared at the blinking cursor on her screen with an air of deep contemplation. The kiss between the two women had just broken, leaving them both gasping for air, but what should come next? Soft kisses punctuated by sweet words of affection? Groping? What would be the next logical step for these two characters to take?

A slow smile lifted the corners of her mouth as the perfect idea came to mind. "Oh yeah."

She started typing, murmuring her words aloud as they appeared on the screen. "The detective's hands slid over the small of her lover's back, gliding effortlessly over the curve of the younger woman's ass, dipping further down until she was able to take hold of the delicious globes and use that hold to pull her lover in closer so that they were pressed together tightly. Hip to hip. Breast to breast. Their bodies melded together perfectly, but as far as either of them was concerned, they were still too far apart.

'I want you,' the detective husked against the attorney's lips, punctuating her statement by squeezing the muscles under her hands, letting her breath, hot and full of promises, dance over sensitive flesh. 'I want to kiss you, all of you. I want to taste you. I want watch you writhe under me as I make you come undone.'"

"Works for me," Alex smirked. She scrolled up to hit 'send' before popping up out of her chair to fetch a glass of wine before her online friend's response came back.

As she was rummaging around in the kitchen for the bottle and a glass, the attorney failed to notice the sound of the shower turning off. Silent feet padded into the living room, and the other occupant of the apartment peered curiously at the open window on the screen of the abandoned laptop.

A big grin spread across Olivia Benson's face as she read the recently sent e-mail. When Alex had told her she would 'finish working' while Olivia took her shower, the detective had pouted, but this was much more entertaining than the oral arguments Alex had claimed to be writing.

"Oh Alex," the brunette called out, surprising the prosecutor as she returned from the kitchen with a glass of red in her hand. Stepping back in surprise, the startled attorney managed not to spill her drink.

"Olivia? I thought you were still in the shower..."

"Not anymore. But that's where you should have been. As entertaining as your little 'project' is, wouldn't you rather have the real thing?"

Alex frowned as she considered her lover's suggestion. While Olivia's overtures were certainly tempting, she had really been looking forward to working on her 'special project' that evening, and she was honestly a little torn over the decision.

Olivia's smirk faded as long seconds ticked past without an answer from her obviously introspective lover. "Alex?"

Alex snapped her eyes back to Olivia, who was now looking at her as if she had grown a second head. "Hmm?"

"I want you," Olivia said, her voice low, steady, and unmistakably serious as she abandoned the laptop and made a direct line toward Alex who was now wearing the most adorable embarrassed smile she'd ever seen. "I want to kiss you," she whispered as she leaned in and captured Alex's lips in a slow, lingering kiss. "All of you," she recited the words her lover had penned only moments before.

Alex couldn't help herself. She laughed. "Okay, I need to go edit that line." She shook her head as she pushed past a now thoroughly stunned Olivia to try and reach her computer. "Obviously, the words in my head don't work in real life…"

Olivia frowned, grabbing Alex's wrist to stop her from returning to her laptop. Was the attorney seriously turning her down a second time in order to work on her story? That just wouldn't do.

Deciding to remind Alex exactly what she was giving up, the detective pulled the blonde back into her arms and held her, nuzzling her cheek before nipping an available earlobe. Olivia trailed kisses along the line of Alex's throat from behind, moving down her shoulder as her hands began to wander...

Momentarily distracted by Olivia's assault, Alex groaned and leaned closer into the touch. Olivia's hands settled around her waist, trailing just beneath the hem of her shirt and teasing the skin there, lighting it on fire. 'Wait,' Alex thought, 'isn't there something I'm supposed to be doing? Oh!'

"Liv, if I don't fix it now, I'll forget..." Alex whispered, trying to pull away from her lover. Olivia didn't let go. If it was just a case of Alex not being in the mood or feeling under the weather, the detective would have stopped immediately, but the ADA was obviously reacting to her touch, and Olivia wasn't going to give up the chance to make love for the sake of Alex's prose.

Olivia held Alex firmly by the hip as she slipped her free hand under the hem of the younger woman's shirt. She smiled when Alex's breath hitch as her fingertips skimmed the sensitive underside of a breast, and took that sound as permission to continue on – which she did by sliding her hand over the breast to palm it possessively. "Do you really," she squeezed the breast in her hand, "want to write, right now?"

Alex closed her eyes and whimpered as her body and her mind waged a silent war with each other. She gasped as Olivia's thumb began brushing back and forth over her silk covered nipple and, as electricity shot through her from the touch, her body won. "No."

Olivia froze. "No, what, sweetie?" she asked, needing to hear that this was what Alex wanted.

"No, I don't want to write."

Olivia smiled in victory and lowered her lips back to the sensitive column of Alex's throat. "What do you want?" she husked against pale flesh, punctuating her statement by nipping gently at Alex's neck.

"You know..." Alex dodged the question, trying to press herself more firmly into Olivia's hand, but the detective's touch stayed gentle, stimulating and teasing her at the same time.

Now Olivia knew she had the attorney right where she wanted her. "But you're so good with words. Tell me," she murmured against warm skin, using her teeth to coax another hiss and sigh from Alex. Delicious. When Alex didn't answer, too distracted by the way Olivia's other hand crept down her stomach and skimmed above the waistline of her pants, Olivia continued to tease her lover. "I thought you wanted to writhe underneath me as I make you come undone?"

Alex couldn't even find it in herself to be annoyed at Olivia for quoting her own Harlequinn-esque phrases back at her. "I want you. Inside me. Now."

"Can you make it to the bedroom?"

The blonde shook her head, whimpering as she tried to reach down and force Olivia's hand lower. "Liv..."

Alexx closed her eyes and groaned. "Now, baby, please."

"Please… what?" Olivia pushed, wanting to hear those two little words. She loved when Alex begged, when Alex asked to be taken, and she knew that tonight was one of those special nights when the blonde's need would outweigh her embarrassment enough to ask for exactly what she wanted.

And Alex didn't disappoint. "Fuck me now, Liv."

Olivia smiled and rewarded Alex by immediately slipping her hand down inside Alex's panties and yoga pants, the elastic stretching around her just as she knew the blonde would be soon enough. She sucked hungrily against Alex's neck, raking her teeth over the sensitive skin as she moved low enough to dip an exploratory finger between Alex's legs.

"Fuck, you're soaked," she growled as she moved deeper, reaching to gather more of Alex's arousal before pulling back enough to deliver a series of light, quick flicks against the blonde's clit. "Does writing porn really make you this wet? This ready?"

Alex stiffened at the word 'porn'. "Erotica," she corrected.

"Baby..." Olivia let her voice trail off, moving downward to stir and circle Alex's entrance with her fingers. "- it's porn."

"Not," Alex panted.

"Are you really-" the detective buried her face in Alex's soft hair, inhaling the scent of her shampoo and the touch of perfume at the base of her neck, "-going to argue with me..." Pausing, she began sucking on the lobe of Alex's ear as two fingers slowly, oh so slowly began pressing in, stretching the blonde's tight, warm inner muscles, "-right now?"

Alex groaned when Olivia began to shift back out too soon. "No..."

"No, you're not going to argue with me? Or no, you don't write porn?"

"God, I don't know! Just don't stop!"

Feeling just a little bit sorry for Alex, and more than a little proud of herself for getting the prosecutor into such a worked-up state (even with the help of a little 'porn'), Olivia curled two fingers back inside, twisting sharply and smiling in triumph as Alex screamed for her. The attorney's hips started moving, trying to find a way to rock against her lover's teasing hand, but it was difficult for her to thrust down on the detective's fingers unless Olivia helped by adding momentum. And while Olivia had felt sorry enough for Alex to give in a little before, she didn't feel nearly sorry enough to speed up the motion of her hand.

Alex whimpered as Olivia set a tortuously slow tempo, giving her just enough to make her hunger for more, but not nearly enough to move her closer to climax. She reached down with her right hand to place it over Olivia's through the thin material of her pants, trying to force the brunette's thrusts faster, but Olivia was wise to her motives and refused to acquiesce to her needs.

"Nuh-uh," Olivia hummed. "I would have let you choose the pace had you joined me in the shower, but you wanted to 'work'," she stressed the word by twisting her fingers deep inside Alex, tearing another scream from the blonde's throat.

"Liv," Alex moaned. "Please."

That 'please' made Olivia come undone. The last of her resolve shattered, and she began stroking more forcefully through Alex's folds, flicking over her clit and enjoying the way that the attorney's hips bucked in response. Alex's hand, which was still positioned over top of Olivia's, pressed tighter against the fingers working steadily beneath the fabric of her pants. Turning her head, the prosecutor searched blindly for Olivia's lips, wanting the connection between them to last when she finally let go.

Sensing Alex's needs, Olivia met her half way and brought their mouths together in a deep kiss. She was just in time to swallow Alex's moans of ecstasy as her body went rigid in Olivia's arms, muscles locking tight and then relaxing as she collapsed back into the detective's chest. "Mmm..." she sighed against Olivia's mouth, blinking slightly to refocus her fuzzy vision. Olivia gave her a series of short, quick kisses as her hand began moving in soft circles, not wanting to startle Alex by stopping all at once.

"See?" Olivia whispered, kissing Alex's chin before touching their noses together. "I told you I was better than porn."

Alex groaned, and this time it wasn't because of her lingering arousal. "You are impossible."

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